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"General, what do we need them for?" asked one of the Umbrella X officers.

The General looked at them, "Don't you know who this is? This is Jorge Oliveira. He's related to Carlos Oliveira."

"The Carlos Oliveira?"

"Yes, Son."

The officer gave the General a deep confused look, yet remained silent. Another officer walked in, "Sir, General Waters is having difficulty, sir."

The General sighed and turned to leave the room, "Come on, Son. Leave them there, we have more important things to do."

"But..." the officer muttered. Yet the general was already gone. He too, followed.

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I opened my eyes slowly. The people already left. Sighing, I look around the now dark room. I didnt know what to do. I looked over at Jorge. The General sid he was Carlos' cousin. I already know that, although I dont know who Carlos is, but Jorge had already told me that story. But what made his relative so important? What made him so important? I sighed again, squitning in the dim light. I could barely see. The General turned off the lights.

I tried to remember what they said about Julian before. Jorge said Julian was the General Waters they were talking about. But ealier they said Julian would be okay. But he was a zombie... I shot him in the head... how could he be okay? What was this Umbrella X up to? Jorge said they experimented on humans. Would they experiment on Julian? And now they were saying he was having difficulty... What are they doing?

"Fox..."

I looked over at Jorge. He was awake, barely. He looked a bit drugged. Yet, maybe it could have been the whole mess we were in before this. "Jorge?"

He gave me a slight smile, then looked around. I watched as his face grew contorted as he tried to move, "Jorge?"

He looked at me, "Fox, are you okay? With your neck... it was bleeding."

I shook my neck. It didnt hurt as bad as before. Right now it felt like a slightly sore muscle. "No, I'm fine. What about you?"

He grunted, "My side hurts, but I'm fine."

I nodded. He sat up straight and laid his head on the wall behind him. I had no idea where we were. Since the lights were off, I could only see a table, a desk and some cabinets, along with Jorge. But I couldnt make out anything else. "Fox. What happened...do you know?"

I sighed and looked at him, " I woke up in the train. I was laying on your lap-"

"Yeah... I was holding you, trying to stop your bleeding."

I smiled and nodded, "Well, I thought the train was going to blow up becuase I had smelled gas. So I took everything and dragged you out of the train. And well, I heard people coming but there was no where i could go. So I held you and waited for the worst and the umbrella people took us away. I dont remember anything after that except waking up and hearing the people talking."

"What did they say?"

I closed my eyes, feeling a bit tired, "You must be really important to them. You and your cousin. They were talking about you.. I think. But i didnt hear them say what they needed you for. And they were talking about Julian I think-"

"They did? what did they say?" he asked, trying to scoot closer to me.

"They said he was facing difficulty."

Jorge put his head down. I scooted closer to him, sitting right beside him. Laying my head on his shoulder, I felt a bit at ease. He was breathing heavily. I looked at him and lightly kissed his cheek, "What do we do now?" I asked.

He sighed and looked at me, "We should get out of here and see where we are."

I nodded and saw him begin to struggle with his handcuffs. I felt for mine and wriggled my hand free, without a problem. "Foxy?"

I smiled, "I"ve been arrested to many times. I could write about the anatomy of a handcuff and pass with an A."

He laughed as I struggled with his handcuffs. Within a minute, he was free and rubbing his wrist. "How did you-"

I should him my lucky charm bracelet, "My little secret." I laughed, so did he. "Alright," he said, "Where's the light?"

"By the door." I said.

He stood and felt the wall by the door. The lights flicked on. Looking around, I released we were in an office/lab. There was a desk with a computer and lots of files upon it. Next to it was a table with beekers on top of it. And after all the cabinets and file racks, was a tiny refridgerator with tiny bottles within it. I stood and walked to the computer. "What are you doing?" Jorge asked.

"The computer could give us a clue to where we are." I said.

"Good thinking."

He came by my side as I randomly typed codes into the computer. I had no idea what I was doing. Maybe, if i pushed enough keys, something wuold open.

About 5 minutes later, a screen popped up with the Umbrella X logo. I clicked the logo and out popped all of this information in different files. We scanned through all of them, Jorge thoroughly reading each file, making disgusted and shocked faces. Most of the files were about expirements and murders hidden to keep Umbrella X's secret a secret. I thought Umbrella X was newly opened. How could it have accomplished so much in so little time? Jorge took a floppy disk that was lying around and popped into the computer drive, copying the files onto the disk. Then he stood.

"Come on, Fox." he said, pulling my arm.

"What? Where?" I said looking at him. He grabbed the floppy, placing it in his pocket, "We're going to blow this place." he said.

I gave him a weord look, "Blow?"

"Yeah." He said. He walked toward the door.

"Jorge," I said, "we dont have any of our weapons."

"Well, we're going to have to find where they put them now, arent we?" he said, with a slight smirk.

I smiled, "Yeah."

We poked our heads out of the room, looking down the hallways. No one was in sight. He turned down the hall and I followed. "Where are we going?" I asked quietly.

He answered, not looking back at me, "We're going to find our stuff." I nodded, although he know he didnt see me. He stopped down the middle of the hall, looking into a window of a room, "I think thats our bags," He said, "Come on."

He opened the door and walked in. I quickly followed, giving one glance at the hallways, to make sure no one was looking. He grabbed a bookbag, examining it, "All of our stuff is still in here. Why would they be?"

"Huh? I dont know. Why wouldnt they take them?"

He gave a confused look, grabbing his magnum, checking for ammo, "I think they want us to find them.. Well, I think someone does."

I grabbed my handgun and put a combat knife on my jeans, "Maybe you're right." I said.

He grabbed the extra ammo and a shotgun, putting that on his pants, "Well, if someone wants us to find them, then we will find them."

I nodded, grabbing extra clips and putting them in my pockets. Something funny was going on, and I knew Jorge wanted to find it out. I looked at him as he walked near the door, hand out-stretched, waiting for my hand to come to his. I grabbed his hand. He gave my hand a squeez and walked out of the room, pulling me along.

"Jorge? Where are we going?"

He quickly pulled me aside into a dark gap between where the two hallways connected. Putting his finger against my lips, he mentally told me to hush. I obeyed.

A gaurd came from the hallway we were turning to. (So thats why he made us hide). The gaurd turned for our hallway. I made a slight gasp and the gaurd turned toward the sound. I looked at Jorge who gave a silent sigh and closed his eyes. I did the same. The footsteps of the gaurd were getting closer. "JOHN! COME OVER HERE!" I heard someone yell.

Peeking through one eye, I saw the gaurd stop and turn around, running to the person who called him. I gave a quick sigh and looked at Jorge. He was smiling slightly, "What?" I whispered. He lifted my chin and kissed my lips softly, "At the rate we're going," He said, "We wont be able to get out of here alive." He kissed me again, opening his mouth a bit. I sighed and gave in to his kisses.

"Jorge?" I whispered against his mouth. "Hm?" he said, without opening his eyes. "Why are you kissing me?"

He gave me a hurt look, pulling away. "No. I dont mean anything bad about it. But, I'm saying. We're here, getting ready to escape and find a way to put Umbrella X down. And you all of a sudden want to kiss me..."

He sighed and smiled, "Look, Evangelina...I know you're confused. But, I am worried that I may not be able to leave here alive. And I want to charish as many moments as we have together. Even though its out of the subject and off track to what we have in mind, but I need you here with me...I love you, Foxy Baby.No matter how long we're going to be in here, I'm going to keep telling you that."

He confused me a bit. But I guess i had no choice then to blush. He hugged me tightly, "Did you understand me, Babe?"

I thought about it for a second. And answered, "Yes. Even though we might not make it out of here alive, it isnt going to stop you from being affectionate."

He smiled and nodded. "I love you too, Jorge." I said.

He kissed me again. I sighed against his lips. With one kiss on the neck, he looked at me, "As much as I want you. We have to get going. The mor we do this, the longer it takes to get out of here."

I nodded and agreed, kissing him on the neck. He smiled and grabbed my hand, "Lets go, Foxy."